A/N: I just wanted to apologize for the weird last names, and name of the high school in this two shot, I had written this with different names and decided I wanted to put it on here and I didn't feel like changing the last names, and as for the hugh school name, well, I couldn't think of anything so I just used that haha. I would really appreciate some feedback. Rewiew! :)

Him and Her: Part One

In every high school there is always that one guy who thinks he's better than all the rest. He's "too cool for school". All the girls want him, and all the guys want to be him. At Rock View High School that guy would be Joe Miller. Then there's me, Demi Smith, or Demi for short, his best friend, who is a girl and possibly the only girl in school immune to his...charm. Having a best friend who is a girl that he's not sleeping with is probably the most normal thing about Joe.

I've known Joe since Kindergarten. He's been the way he is since then. The reason we're friends is because I'm the only one who doesn't put up with his crap, and for some reason he likes that about me. When we got into high school, the second I walked through the doors, Joe decided he wanted me, as more than a friend. I haven't let this ruin our friendship of course. Besides, I know he doesn't really want me; he wants to get into my pants.

Now here we are, senior year and he still hasn't given up, which surprised me, but not enough to change my mind about him. "Hey hot stuff." He greeted me slapping my butt.

"Joe, what have I told you about slapping my ass?" I turned to him annoyed.

"That you love it." I slapped him across the face. "Ow!" He shouted holding his cheek. "You deserved that!"

"You know what, it was worth it." I rolled my eyes, slammed my locker shut, and then walked away. "Come on, I'm sorry." He said holding me by the arm. I started at him. "Please don't be mad at me." He begged. "You're a real asshole you know that?"

"Yes, but you love me anyways."

"Yeah, yeah." I said smiling. He smiled and wrapped his arms around my waist lifting me up. "So what are we doing after school?" He asked putting me down. "I am doing homework."

"Homework? On a Friday night?"

"I get it done early so that I don't have to worry about it later."

"Come out with me tonight."

"Sorry, we can hang out another night."

"You're choosing homework over your best friend?"

"No, I just have plans already and it' rude to cancel."

"Wait, you're doing homework with someone? Who?"

"A friend who actually gives a shit about school." He rolled his eyes and walked away. I sighed, knowing he was angry. I also knew I should have gone after him, but there was no point. I would have just ended up caving in and hang out with him, like I always do.

Usually Joe and I walk home together, but I figured he was still upset so I went on without him. It wasn't long after I started walking that I heard his voice calling after me. "Hey, Demi, wait up." I stopped but didn't turn around. "How come you didn't wait for me?" He asked reaching me. "I figured you were still mad at me."

"I wasn't really mad, I just hated that you were right."

"About what?"

"Not giving a shit about school, and being a failure." "I didn't say you were a failure."

"But it's true."

"No it's not, you just don't apply yourself so you can maintain your rep."

"True."

"So, we're good?"

He smirked. "We're good." Then slapped my butt and ran down the street, with me chasing close behind him. When I finally caught him, I pushed him to the ground, only to have him take me down with him. "You are such a dick!" I yelled hitting his chest. "And you are fun to mess with." He said laughing. I rolled my eyes and started to get up, to have him pull me back to him. "Let me go asshole."

"You have such a potty mouth!"

"Who do you think I learned it from?"

"Touché." "Can you please let me go now? I have to get home."

"To do homework with this mysterious person?"

"Yes." I stated.

"I'll let you go on one condition."

"Oh goodness, I'm going to be stuck here forever."

"You don't even know what it is."

"It's never good when it comes to you."

"I'm offended!"

"Just tell me already!" He stared me in the eyes and smirked. "Kiss me."

"No."

"Okay, then get comfortable."

"That's not fair Joe!"

I told you the condition."

I sighed and kissed his cheek. "There."

"That wasn't a kiss."

"You never said where, and you now have to let me go."

"Nope."

"I didn't want to have to do this, but you've left me no choice." He stared at me worried. I brought my hand down to his manhood and punched it. He immediately let me go and curled into a ball. "I'm sorry Joe."

"You are a bitch!"

"You should have let me go." He stayed on the ground for another five minutes before he was able to get up. Once he was, I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him, knowing he would most likely trap me again. "I'm sorry." I said into his neck. "I know."

"You're not going to let me go again are you?"

"Nope." He said smirking. "Same condition?"

"Yep, only on the lips."

"You make it really hard to be your friend."

"It wouldn't be so hard if you would just go out with me already."

"We both know you don't date. You have sex, and once you got that you'd be done with me." I said pulling away from him; he didn't fight it, knowing it was best. "You're my best friend. I wouldn't do that to you." He tried to reassure me. "I have to get home." I said walking away.

I hated talking about that with him. It put a damper on things. When I got home, my "friend" was already in my room waiting for me. "Hey cutie." He said greeting me before planting a sweet kiss on my lips. I blushed. "Hey Sterling." So, I may have forgotten to mention I have a boyfriend. His name is Sterling, obviously, and we've been together a year and a half. Joe has no idea...

"Have you told Joe about us yet?" Sterling asked pulling me onto his lap. "No." I sighed. Sterling is one of Joe's friends, and knows how he feels about me, but neither of us has been able to tell him. It wasn't like we were doing this in secret, we were pretty open about it, and we just never made it official to him. "We need to tell him already."

"Why don't you tell him?"

"He can hit me, he can't hit you. Besides, he has a soft stop for you."

"Ugh."

"It'll be okay."

"I hope so." I said resting my head on his shoulder.

The next day Joe called and asked to hang out, I decided I was going to tell him. I got to his house and he greeted me with a hug. "There's something I need to tell you."

"What is it?"

"Well, you know how Sterling and I hang out a lot and stuff at school?"

"Yeah?"

"We're dating, and we have been for over a year."

His face dropped. "Oh."

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. We just didn't know how to."

"Yeah, whatever."

"Don't be mad, please."

"Why would I be mad that my best friend and friend have been dating behind my back for over a year when they both knew how I felt!"

"Maybe I should just go." He grabbed my arm. "No, you don't get to walk away like that!"

"What do you want me to say? Huh!"

"Tell me why! Why him?"

"Because I love him! And he's nothing like you!" I regretted those words right after I said them. Joe slammed the door in my face and tears rolled down my cheeks. "Joe, please! I'm sorry! I didn't mean that!" I yelled banging it on the door.

After ten minutes I gave up and left. I really screwed up. I went to Sterling's house, not wanting to go home and needing someone to talk to. When he answered the door he had a huge grin on his face, but it quickly faded when he saw the tears rolling down my cheeks, and my puffy eyes. I didn't even have to explain what had happened; he knew I told Joe. "It's going to be okay Dem."

"He hates me. I don't think he's going to forgive me this time."

"Hey, look at me." He said lifting my chin so I would look at him. "You're his best friend, the one true person he truly cares about. He won't stay mad forever."

"I know him Sterling, he's really upset. I'm scared for what he might do. He gets stupid when he's mad." Sterling kissed my head and just held me.